More than ten days later, in Gushanfang City.
"Fellow Taoist, I invited you, but you want to choose some magic weapons? All the magic weapons in our store are made by Master Kong and are of high quality. I wonder which type you need?"
In the two-story building, a man in his late thirties, wearing a Confucian shirt, asked with his hands raised, his tone warm, and his face full of smiles.
Opposite him was a lean man, about six feet tall, wearing a burlap coat, with a rough face and dark skin.
The rough man didn't reply when he heard the man's words. Instead, he calmly released his spiritual pressure from all over his body.
The man's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly took out a white jade charm plate from his waist with one hand.
The charm plate is only the size of a palm, with dragon patterns engraved on it; there is a crystal white round bead in the center, which now shows a touch of orange.
Seeing this, the man immediately put away the Talisman Plate, bowed it to the bottom, and said respectfully: "I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I don't know that my seniors are in front of each other, and there are so many things to look at. It's hard for ordinary people here to catch the eye of my seniors, so please go to the second floor to take a look."
After speaking, he bowed and stepped sideways, extending his arms to show his advance.
The rough guy didn't say much. After collecting his spiritual pressure, he went straight to the second floor without making any other movements the whole time.
Entering the second floor, you are greeted by a touch of quiet sandalwood, and then you can see a screen, with mahogany as the base, snow satin as the core, and gold and ink lines on it to show the beautiful rivers and mountains.
Behind the screen are eight pairs of tables and chairs, about three feet apart, arranged in two rows in order of priority; among the tables and chairs is a bronze incense burner, about five feet in size, with a three-legged top, nine holes in the body, and green smoke curling up. hanging by a thread.
When the rough man arrived, there were already two people in the seat. They were two female cultivators. One was wearing a fresh green robe and had a beautiful face. The other was wearing a moon-white plain shirt and had a calm temperament.
There is another person above the main seat, but he is an old man in brown robes. Although he has silver hair, he has handsome eyebrows and smooth skin, like a young man with a crown.
The three of them were talking in low voices at this time, and there were several scarlet brocade boxes going back and forth in each other's hands, not knowing what was inside.
The rough man was quite knowledgeable. After a casual glance, he walked to the end of the left hand and sat down. He looked at his nose and mouth, looking at his heart, as if he was wandering, and no longer paid attention.
After about a moment of burning incense, the three of them finished talking and the two women left hand in hand.
On the main seat, the old man put away the brocade box, adjusted his clothes slightly, coughed slightly and said, "Excuse me, my friend, I am Yan Yuzhu. I am the person in charge of this place. I don't know what I call you?"
The rough man opened his eyes when he heard the words, paused briefly, and replied: "The old man's surname is Lin."
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Lin," the old man chuckled and answered, "I wonder what the purpose of Fellow Daoist Lin's trip is? What magic weapon do you need?"
"Forget about the magic weapon," the rough man replied in a deep voice: "Although the old man doesn't have much, it is enough. Come this time, the old man heard that your Kongming Tower specializes in refining weapons, so he wanted to come and take a look to see if he can You can’t touch Geng gold or silver marrow."
"Geng gold? Silver marrow?" The old man was slightly surprised and said: "Fellow Daoist Lin is quite serious! These two treasures are used for refining magic weapons, especially this Geng gold. Even Senior Jindan will make a big splash for it. , how can our store have it? Could it be..."
As he spoke, he began to look the rough man up and down, his eyes full of surprise.
The rough man looked calm. After listening to what the man said, he calmly replied: "In that case, I'm sorry to bother you, old man."
After saying that, he got up and left.
Seeing this, the old man struggled for a moment and gritted his teeth and said: "Wait a minute! Fellow Taoist...Senior, wait a minute. To be honest, our store did accidentally obtain a piece of silver marrow a few days ago. I originally wanted to put it at the auction." , so that I can earn some spiritual stones. But now that senior has asked, as long as the price is fair, Yan will make the decision and sell it to senior."
"Oh? I wonder how many spiritual stones this thing, Taoist Fellow Yan, will sell for?" The rough man stopped, turned around and asked, "Also, when Fellow Taoist said this, shouldn't he also take out the thing and let the old man take a look? .”
"You are rude, junior." The old man replied with a smile, then put his hand to his waist and took out a snow jade square box.
Inside the square box is a gray-white stone, the size of a fist, with a bumpy surface that looks like a weathered rock, as if it will break if touched.
The rough man took the jade box, took out the stone, and put it in his palm.
With a flash of light from his palm, the stone suddenly glowed with a misty luster; under the luster, silver lines appeared out of thin air, covering the surface of the stone like meridians.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with this piece of silver marrow, senior?" The old man asked at this time.
"Yes," the rough man nodded and replied, "The quality is good and the portion is sufficient. It really suits my needs. Shopkeeper Yan, please give me a price."
"Then forgive me for being blunt, junior," the old man replied happily: "I want to use this piece of silver marrow to exchange for a fifth-level demon elixir or a millennium spiritual grass. The demon elixir has the best fire attribute, and the spiritual grass can replenish yang and replenish qi." That's the best; if the seniors don't have demon elixirs, they can also have elixirs that can strengthen the body and cultivate the essence; if they don't have any of the three, then they can only trade with spirit stones, but the price will be slightly more expensive."
"If we trade it for spiritual stones, what's the price?" the rough man asked.
The old man thought for a while and replied: "Junior, if you are brave, I will give you one hundred thousand spiritual stones."
As soon as he said this, the rough man's face turned cold, and he snorted coldly and said: "One hundred thousand, shopkeeper Yan is really a lion! Could it be that I don't understand the business and am easy to bully!"
"Don't dare," the old man hurriedly replied with an apologetic smile: "It's just the first time for this junior to sell such rare treasures, so I'm a little unsure about the price. Senior, how much do you think this item is worth, can you tell me the price?"
The rough man put the silver marrow back into the jade box, clasped his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "Even if you treasure this silver marrow, it is only worth thirty thousand spiritual stones on the market. This piece of yours is of very good quality, I can give it to you." Fifty thousand is not a loss to you. What do you think?"
"Fifty thousand..." The old man frowned slightly and murmured in his heart.
Seeing this, the rough man continued: "Even at the auction, Jin Dan and I are very rare, and only a handful of people can pay this price. The old man advises you not to be in vain because of your incompetence!"
At the end of the sentence, he showed a bit of sternness. The old man was startled when he heard the words. After thinking for a moment, he finally replied: "Forget it, thank you for your teachings, senior! As the senior said, fifty thousand spiritual stones, this silver marrow is yours." .”
As soon as he finished speaking, the rough man turned his left hand and put the jade box away. At the same time, a flash of inspiration appeared in his right hand, and a black storage bag appeared and he handed it over.
"Just a little bit, don't say that I bully the junior." The rough man said calmly.
The old man opened the storage bag as instructed, released his spiritual consciousness and swept it inside. What he saw was exactly 500 middle-grade spiritual stones.
Withdrawing his spiritual consciousness, the old man gave another salute and said: "More seniors! The number of spiritual stones is just right, not one is missing."
The rough man snorted coldly after hearing this, then turned around and walked away.
After he left, the old man returned to his seat, served tea and drank the fragrance. After a long time, he showed a smile.
...
outside room.
Let's talk about that rough guy, after leaving Kongming Tower, he quickly blended into the crowd.
However, as he walked, his whole body suddenly lit up with a clear light.
Under the clear light, the figure changes drastically!
I saw that the set of coarse linen clothes instantly turned into a moon-white robe, and the originally six-foot-long body grew to seven feet tall. The skin was as smooth as jade, and the brows were as clear as the spring breeze.
It was Yuan Qing.
Immediately afterwards, the clear light reappeared, and the boy suddenly transformed into a frail scholar, and turned around and entered another shop.
Not long after, Yuan Qing returned to the outside world, changed again, and then...
And so on, the cycle repeats.
During these more than ten days, Yuan Qing visited almost all the businesses in Gushanfang City. It can be said that he had a good understanding of the situation in the market, and the several weapon-refining shops among them were the focus of patronage. .
Take the Kongming Tower alone, it has changed its appearance and atmosphere as many as five times.
Every time he goes there, in addition to selling monster materials, he will also pick out one or two treasure materials needed to refine the sword embryo and ask the store; of course, if there is something that catches his eye, he will also generously buy it.
Therefore, to this day, Yuan Qing not only sold out all the materials for the foundation-building monster beasts in his body, in exchange for tens of thousands of spirit stones, but also purchased two Thousand Miles of Instant Talismans, a set of "Tianxing Guiyuan" formation, and several bottles of The healing elixir "Cui Yi Wan" can be said to be very fruitful.
In addition, in another shop not long ago, he unexpectedly got a small bag of Tianxing Sand. Together with the silver marrow he received today, he had already collected the four treasure materials needed to refine the sword embryo.
...
A few hours later, in front of Zuixiang Tower.
Yuan Qing turned into a skinny old man and walked out leisurely, heading towards the three-story building not far from the opposite side to welcome the immortal abode.
"Hey, Mr. Mo, you're back! Or a pot of 'Drunken Chunyang'?" As soon as he entered the door, the waiter came up to him with a bright smile and asked eagerly.
"That's all, I've had your drink a few times. It's soft, not strong enough, and not to my taste." Yuan Qing raised his head and pretended to say.
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he heard a sound coming from outside, deep and deep, full of energy; then a plump figure swayed inside.
"Xiao Bai, two pots of drunken spring sun, one green wildebeest ridge, and one leg of lamb, just full term. I'm happy today, young master, and I want to celebrate!"
"Chen Mu? Why is he here?" Yuan Qing was slightly surprised to see the person coming, and thought to himself.
But before he could think about it, the waiter over there already responded loudly: "Okay! Two pots of drunken spring sun, a plate of green horse spine, and a full moon leg of lamb, they will be delivered to you in the upper room!"
After saying that, he asked with a flattering smile: "Master Chen, what happened to you today that makes you so happy?"
Chen Mu chuckled and replied: "Hey, I had a hard time today and finally found a treasure."
"What kind of treasure is it? Can you take it out and open my eyes?" The waiter became even more curious and asked.
"Want to see it?" Chen Mu raised his eyebrows and asked.
However, before the waiter could answer, Chen Mu suddenly changed his expression. With a wave of his hand, he slapped him to the ground and scolded him sternly: "Who are you? How dare you inquire about my young master! This time, I I'm in a good mood, but next time, I will chop you into a pile of rotten meat!"
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and walked straight upstairs.
In the middle of the journey, his steps paused slightly, but he stopped next to Yuan Qing, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said bitterly: "What are you looking at? I haven't seen you teach me a lesson! Let me chop you up too!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he said these words, his soul felt as if a sharp sword had penetrated his body. The sharp sword energy mixed with the cold murderous intention made him tremble slightly and sweat!
"You!" Chen Mu took half a step back and exclaimed, swallowing the words as soon as he left his mouth.
After hesitating for a moment, he clasped his fists, then slipped into the room and disappeared behind closed doors. Yuan Qing's expression remained as usual, and he returned to the room.
In the lobby, the waiter stood up and looked towards the second floor, his eyes filled with confusion, jealousy, and a hint of fanatical yearning.
In the room, Chen Mu was still surprised and murmured to himself: "Which Supreme Master is it? No, this feels a bit familiar, hiss, could it be him?"
